The Inner Thoughts of a Beninese Cow

The following has been translated from the complex language of Cow-Ditamaari, and was recorded early one morning in April.

Heeeeyyyy, I think I see a blade of grass over there…*thump thump thump*… nope, just another dry twig. I’m hungry. Maybe I’ll eat it anyway. I’m so…Heeeyyy, look over there! I see a blade of grass right over there… *thump thump thump* … oh, I guess I was seeing things… I’ll eat this piece of straw though. Heeeeyyy, is that a blade o….. huUUuwwhh! What’s that thing! It looks like those creatures that throw rocks at me and slaughtered mom and dad…… BUT IT’S WHITE!!! Those things don’t come in white, do they??? AHHHH, it’s coming towards me! I’m too hungry to fight it…. Maybe if I just stand here in the middle of this trail it won’t see me. Freeze. Hold it. You’re a rock N’tcha, you’re a rock! Those creatures don’t look at rocks… don’t look at me, you freakishly white creature!! ………….Be the rock….be..the…rock….. It just keeps coming closer! I’m a rock. I am a strong, invisible rock.
…….Shhhweewww, that was close! Why was that thing going so fast anyway, and why was it white!! Luckily it just went around me… why did it have to come straight at me, anyway. I’m just standing here in the middle of this trail. I wonder what that thing wa…. Heeeeyyy, is that a blade of grass over there?!...*thump thump thump*… nope, just another leaf. Maybe I’ll eat it anyway….

Note: This mental dialogue was taken by a white person on her morning run.